Any concern too small to be turned into a prayer is too small to be made into a burden.
Corrie ten Boom
reflections from quiet time inspirations. "A [woman] of noble character who can find? She is worth far more than rubies...charm is deceptive and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised." -Proverbs 31: 10,30
Any concern too small to be turned into a prayer is too small to be made into a burden.
"Now to Him Who, by (in consequence of) the [action of His] power that is at work within us, is able to [carry out His purpose and] do superabundantly, far over and above all that we [dare] ask or think [infinitely beyond our highest prayers, desires, thoughts, hopes, or dreams]--to Him be glory..." Ephesians 3:20-21 AMP
Jason Upton
To you I give my life
Not just the parts I want to
To You I sacrifice
These dreams that I hold onto
(Chorus)
Your thoughts are higher than mine
Your words are deeper than mine
Your love is stronger than mine
This is no sacrifice, here’s my life
To You I give the gifts
Your love has given me
How can I hoard the treasures
That You designed for free?
(Chorus)
Place me like a seal over you heart, like a seal on your arm; for love is as strong as death, its jealousy unyielding as the grave. It burns like blazing fire, like a mighty flame. Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot wash it away. If one were to give all the wealth of his house for love, it would be utterly scorned.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.
I pray these words on behalf of all those who are involved in or affected by the tragedy at home.
hide me now
under your wings
cover me
within your mighty hands
when the oceans rise
and thunders roar
i will soar with you
above the storm
father you are king
over the flood
i will be still
and know you are God
find rest my soul
in Christ alone
know His power
in quietness and trust
when the oceans rise
and thunders roar
i will soar with you
above the storm
Father you are king
over the flood
i will be still
and know you are God
* Still by Hillsong